Friday 5th June 2015, 8.35am (day 1,380)
A day in Manchester, a day too far in the week if you ask me. But it was a glorious morning at Hebden Bridge station today.
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Category Archives: Hebden Bridge
Stall at the market
Wednesday 13th May 2015, 10.35am (day 1,357)
Three stallholders, or possibly visitors, and Audrey Hepburn in a birdcage. A typical scene at Hebden Bridge’s weekly Wednesday flea market.
At the farmers’ market
Sunday 19th April 2015, 12.10pm (day 1,333)
Well, you can see from the labels what these guys do. And they do it very well. One of my more catatonic days today — but I shopped, and to good effect I think. One third of my way through the second thousand photos.
The weather’s changed
Sunday 12th April 2015, 2.50pm (day 1,326)
Well, it’s been a damn good run on the weather — a week in California and then 6 days at home with barely a real cloud to be seen. But today…. it changed. I guess this photographer thought there was mileage in photos of wet cobbles, too.
Waiting for the duck race
Monday 6th April 2015, 3.20pm (day 1,320)
Easter Monday, so we had the annual Duck Race down the Hebden Water. If you don’t know what that is, there is no point explaining it. This shot doesn’t do justice to the crowds watching it — but who cares, it epitomised my day, and that is the point of this blog.
Evening view over Hebden Bridge
Monday 23rd March 2015, 5.15pm (day 1,306)
A pleasant evening, though the barometer is falling steeply. This view of the town is taken from Keighley Road. Somehow the angle on the hill at the back looks wrong, but you can tell the camera is being held straight from the perpendiculars on the housing, so it must just be weird geography.
Cyclist in sun
Saturday 7th March 2015, 3.25pm (day 1,290)
I don’t expect this photo to win any awards and I could have done better with the light today on what was a beautiful spring day. But sometimes the opportunities just don’t arise. This’ll do — and it was still a lovely day.
March morning (view from skylight)
Monday 2nd March 2015, 10.10am (day 1,285)
March. That’s spring, right? Isn’t it? Not here, not this year, not a bit of it.
‘Scaffolding’
Sunday 1st March 2015, 6.15pm (day 1,284)
Standing outside the pub taking this and friend Sandra said, ‘so, are you going to call that one ‘Scaffolding’ then?’.
OK, why not.
Calder Holmes Park
Thursday 26th February 2015, 5.15pm (day 1,281)
Spent the working day in Manchester, where the weather was lousy, but by the time I came home it had brightened up enough to make this scene worth capturing on the way back from the railway station.
Being 42 